Aziel sat behind his desk at the company late that evening, surrounded by the hum of the high-rise office building. The floor was completely deserted, but he was still trying his absolute best to focus on his work despite everything that had transpired over the past few days. His mind was a chaotic storm, and his emotions had been wildly unstable ever since the confrontation with Theon and the unsettling discovery of the old ledger. Every time he tried to review any document, the memory of those heated moments flashed behind his eyes, pulling his attention away. Yet, he forced himself to stay seated, gripping his pen tightly and staring at the computer screen, desperate to drown out his chaotic thoughts with routine work.
The silence of the large office was suddenly shattered by the ring of his phone resting on the desk. Aziel blinked, breaking out of his trace, and picked up the device. He looked at the caller ID and immediately swiped the screen to answer.
